love blind spot

Because Lin Zhuo was not sure whether Lu Qingyu would be angry if he took apart the love letter, so he first put the love letter and Coke in the table.

After the first class in the afternoon, someone stood at the door and said, "Lin Zhuo! Someone is looking for you!"

Lin Zhuo was admiring the perfect profile of his boyfriend, so he stood up reluctantly and walked out, "Who?"

A boy winked at him and whispered, "The beauty of the third year of high school..."

Lin Zhuo frowned, and when he went out, he saw a tall girl with waist-length hair and smiled at him.

Many people were quietly watching the excitement, Lin Zhuo said coldly, "Is there something wrong?"

The girl was not persuaded by his attitude, but instead introduced herself, "I am Miao Hui from Class [-], Grade [-], did you read the letter I sent you at noon?"

Lin Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "You sent it? That's just right, I don't need to find someone, just wait a moment."

Miao Hui was taken aback, but Lin Zhuo had already turned around and returned to work before she realized what Lin Zhuo meant.

He went to his seat and bent down to take out the love letter. When he looked up, he found that the eyes of the whole class were focused on him.

Lin Zhuo clicked his tongue, took the book casually, and put the love letter inside.

He whispered to Lu Qingyu, "I found the sender of the love letter, so I'll go out and return it to her. Don't be angry."

Lu Qingyu didn't respond, Lin Zhuo rubbed his head and went out.

He handed both the book and the Coke to Miao Hui, "The letter is inside, I haven't read it, take it back."

"Why don't you watch it?" Miao Hui asked.

"I have a partner, and my partner will be unhappy." Lin Zhuo said generously.

Miao Hui's eyes widened in surprise, "Impossible, I've been watching you for a long time, and there are no girls around you at all..."

Lin Zhuo clicked his tongue impatiently, "I said yes, so don't send me anything in the future."

Without waiting for Miao Hui's answer, he turned around and went back to work.

After returning the love letter, Lin Zhuo was in a good mood. He smiled and sat down beside Lu Qingyu, "Xiaoyu, I sent the things back."

Lu Qingyu responded lightly.

Lin Zhuo wanted to grab his hand, but Lu Qingyu hit him with a pen, "You are writing, don't move."

Lin Zhuo withdrew his hand, "Lu Qingyu."

"Why?" Lu Qingyu gave him a look.

"I returned all my things, and I didn't take them apart, so why are you still angry?" Lin Zhuo coughed a few times while talking.

"I'm not angry." Lu Qingyu denied.

"Then what's your attitude?"

Lu Qingyu was silent for a long while, then reluctantly put down his pen and took his hand, "I have a bad attitude? I'm sorry, maybe I didn't realize it myself."

He squeezed Lin Zhuo's fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Why are you always so annoying..."

Lin Zhuo felt a little wronged, "It's not that I made them like it..."

Lu Qingyu nodded, "Actually, I should get used to it."

Hearing what he said, Lin Zhuo felt uncomfortable again, "Don't, don't get used to it, you should be jealous."

He didn't control the volume well, and Zhang Quan in front turned his head to look at them suspiciously, "Why are you jealous?"

Lu Qingyu looked up, "Do you want a question?"

Zhang Quan shook his head, I just want to gossip.

Lu Qingyu stared at him, no question, what are you doing here?

Zhang Quan persisted for a while, but was defeated, okay, I turned back.

But he sat upright, his ears pricked up.

Lu Qingyu looked at Lin Zhuo again, "You don't like me being jealous?"

Lin Zhuo lowered his voice, "There is no dislike..."

Lu Qingyu clicked his tongue, and Lin Zhuo smiled and said, "Forget it, I can't tell."

Zhang Quan couldn't help but turned around again, and said anxiously: "If you don't understand something, you can tell me."

"No." Lu Qingyu and Lin Zhuo said in unison.

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Going home at night, Song Yulan found that Lin Zhuo's voice was hoarse, and asked quickly, "Why is it so hoarse?"

Lin Zhuo waved his hands and said: "It's okay, it's okay, maybe I got angry, I guess it will be better tomorrow."

"Old Lu," Song Yulan said to Lu Yuan, "Let's fry two vegetables today, Xiaozhuo's throat feels uncomfortable."

Lu Yuan responded, "Okay, you can't eat meat every day."

Song Yulan sighed, "Why both of them are sick, Xiaoyu, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No," Lu Qingyu said, "Who else is sick?"

"Your sister didn't tell us that she had a fever for several days. We only found out when your aunt Zhou saw her in the hospital."

Lin Zhuo raised his head suddenly, which startled Lu Qingyu. He realized that his reaction was a little too strong, so he stood up and said, "I...I'm going to the bathroom."

After returning, Lin Zhuo asked, "How is your sister?"

Lu Qingyu typed, "I was asking her."

Lin Zhuo's heart tightened, he pretended to turn his head to look at her casually, and Lu Qingyu didn't avoid her, "She said she's almost recovered, let us not worry."

"Well," Lin Zhuo nodded, "You...you didn't tell your sister, did you?"

Lu Qingyu didn't understand, "What?"

Lin Zhuo looked into the kitchen and whispered, "It's our business."

Lu Qingyu looked at him suspiciously, "Why did you tell her, do you think?"

Lin Zhuo shook his head violently, "I don't want to."

Lu Qingyu was puzzled again: "Why don't you want to? It's impossible for her to tell her parents."

Lin Zhuo pursed his lips, "It's not that I don't want to tell her, I just let it be, I mean don't say it."

"Well," Lu Qingyu nodded, "I didn't intend to say it specifically."

Lin Zhuoxuan's heart was relieved, he stroked Lu Qingyu's hair, and said in a low voice, "What should I do, I want to touch you at home too."

Lu Qingyu smiled and imitated him: "What should I do, I want to kiss you at home too."

"Damn," Lin Zhuo smiled and poured himself on him, "Come here, come here, I'm not afraid."

Lu Qingyu looked down at him, her hair hanging down Lin Zhuo's face.

Lin Zhuo closed his eyes and rubbed, "You kiss them now and they won't see it."

Lu Qingyu glanced at the kitchen, and Song Yulan was leaning against the door talking to Lu Yuan.

He bent down to kiss Lin Zhuo, but Lin Zhuo covered his mouth with his hand, "Are you really kissing?"

Lu Qingyu blinked.

Lin Zhuo cleared his throat, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't think we can be so presumptuous, and we can't kiss all the time, we need to be restrained."

Lu Qingyu raised her eyebrows, can you do this by yourself?

Lin Zhuo and him looked at each other for a moment, but couldn't do it.

So they got up one after another and entered the bedroom one after the other.

After the door was closed, the two leaned against the door and kissed for a while. Lu Qingyu held Lin Zhuo in his arms and asked in a low voice, "What about temperance? Are you afraid of infection?"

Lin Zhuo licked his lips, "It's too difficult to restrain yourself just after trying it out. Let's talk about it later. Infection...it shouldn't be possible. You said it yourself, it's not a viral cold."

Song Yulan's voice came from outside the door, "Xiao Yu, Xiao Zhuo, the food is almost ready, why did you two go back to your room?"

Lin Zhuo's lips reluctantly left Lu Qingyu's lips, and Lu Qingyu responded, "Come right away."

Lin Zhuo rubbed his hair and whispered, "As soon as I heard Mr. Song speak, my heartbeat started to speed up again."

Lu Qingyu raised his hand to touch his chest, Lin Zhuo grabbed his wrist with a smile, "Why..."

"See how long you can last."

Lin Zhuo leaned forward again, and said vaguely, "2 minutes..."